Chapter 97. Secrets of the Prophetic Mentor

Anastasia's POV

Zahir steps away from me and approaches Ethan, giving him a short bow and placing his hand on Ethan's shoulder, a gesture that carries both respect and urgency. The room seems to fill with palpable energy as if the walls of the hospital room are witnessing a moment of great importance.

"Your Majesty, it is time to get everything back on track. Prepare for what is to come. You and Anastasia need to unite," Zahir informs Ethan in a more serious and firm tone than he used with me. There is no trace of the gentleness and calm that he showed me. His words carry the weight of destiny and duty, penetrating the room like sharp arrows. He speaks to Ethan as if delivering a prophecy, his grave expression reflecting the significance of what is to come.

Ethan furrows his brow at Zahir as if trying to grasp the full extent of what has been said. After a moment of tense silence, he nods, accepting Zahir's words as an undeniable truth, eve